Job 9:26
They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
They have passed on with ships of reed, As an eagle darteth on food.
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25My days have been swifter than a runner, They have fled, they have not seen good,
18They have hunted our steps from going in our broad-places, Near hath been our end, fulfilled our days, For come hath our end.
19Swifter have been our pursuers, Than the eagles of the heavens, On the mountains they have burned `after' us, In the wilderness they have laid wait for us.
6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
14And perished hath refuge from the swift, And the strong strengtheneth not his power, And the mighty delivereth not his soul.
7They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
8As a snail that melteth he goeth on, `As' an untimely birth of a woman, They have not seen the sun.
9Before your pots discern the bramble, As well the raw as the heated He whirleth away.
17By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
18Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
14As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.
15He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.
23As a shadow when it is stretched out I have gone, I have been driven away as a locust.
19How have they become a desolation as in a moment, They have been ended -- consumed from terrors.
8As a dream he fleeth, and they find him not, And he is driven away as a vision of the night,
20From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.
5For wealth maketh to itself wings, As an eagle it flieth to the heavens.
18They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,
18Light he `is' on the face of the waters, Vilified is their portion in the earth, He turneth not the way of vineyards.
8Swifter than leopards have been its horses, And sharper than evening wolves, And increased have its horsemen, Even its horsemen from afar come in, They fly as an eagle, hasting to consume.
26They go up `to' the heavens, they go down `to' the depths, Their soul in evil is melted.
5Thou hast inundated them, they are asleep, In the morning as grass he changeth.
26By thine understanding flieth a hawk? Spreadeth he his wings to the south?
24High they were `for' a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all `others' they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.
11My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
28And he, as a rotten thing, weareth away, As a garment hath a moth consumed him.
16For a wind hath passed over it, and it is not, And its place doth not discern it any more.
23Left have been thy ropes, They strengthen not rightly their mast, They have not spread out a sail, Then apportioned hath been a prey of much spoil, The lame have taken spoil.
20Overtake him as waters do terrors, By night stolen him away hath a whirlwind.
21Take him up doth an east wind, and he goeth, And it frighteneth him from his place,
9For all our days pined away in Thy wrath, We consumed our years as a meditation.
12For even man knoweth not his time; as fish that are taken hold of by an evil net, and as birds that are taken hold of by a snare, like these `are' the sons of man snared at an evil time, when it falleth upon them suddenly.
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
13Lo, as clouds he cometh up, And as a hurricane his chariots, Lighter than eagles have been his horses, Wo to us, for we have been spoiled.
3Therefore they are as a cloud of the morning, And as dew, rising early, going away, As chaff tossed about out of a floor, And as smoke out of a window.
13They wear out in good their days, And in a moment `to' Sheol go down.
17Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird.
2As a flower he hath gone forth, and is cut off, And he fleeth as a shadow and standeth not.
11My days as a shadow `are' stretched out, And I -- as the herb I am withered.
9From the breath of God they perish, And from the spirit of His anger consumed.
4Man to vanity hath been like, His days `are' as a shadow passing by.
20`In' a moment they die, and at midnight Shake do people, and they pass away, And they remove the mighty without hand.
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
26Into great waters have they brought thee, Those rowing thee, The east wind hath broken thee in the heart of the seas.
23Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.
8Who `are' these -- as a thick cloud they fly, And as doves unto their windows?
12His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
6And I say, `Who doth give to me a pinion as a dove? I fly away and rest,
28Whose arrows `are' sharp, and all its bows bent, Hoofs of its horses as flint have been reckoned, And its wheels as a hurricane!